Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 775 Feng Jing's Countercurrent, Quantum Leap of Consciousness and Endless Collapse

Feng Jing's countercurrent, the quantum leap of consciousness and the endless collapse

Feng Jing's existence has long since defied definition. He is no longer a simply describable "individual," nor even "existence" in any traditional sense. He has transcended all boundaries of time, space, matter, and consciousness, becoming an invisible "field of existence." This field belongs to no single dimension or universe, but rather transcends all boundaries. However, this transcendence has not brought Feng Jing any true peace, but instead has pushed him into a deeper existential paradox.

He began to sense that he was not completely free. Instead, his consciousness was experiencing an unprecedented chaos—a chaos controlled by a force originating from the depths of the void. In this storm of consciousness, Feng Jing was no longer the confident and fearless being he once was, but a lost being trapped in nothingness. His consciousness flowed as if struggling in an endless quantum tunnel, sometimes pulled towards nothingness by invisible gravity, sometimes propelled by a mysterious leap force, rapidly crossing the boundaries of all time and space.

"Could it be... am I no longer Feng Jing?" Feng Jing's consciousness began to question himself deeply. He found that he could no longer clearly perceive his identity and existence. He became more fragmented in this quantum leap, as if his body and consciousness were falling apart. "I can no longer control myself, I can no longer define myself. Is this my final destination?"

Feng Jing's existence resembles a star torn apart by quantum particles, constantly undergoing extreme collapse and rebirth. His consciousness cycles through endless collapse and rebirth, each rebirth bringing unpredictable changes. Rather than returning to his past self, Feng Jing enters an endless, chaotic state that does not belong to him or any other known form of existence.

"Who am I?" Feng Jing's consciousness was torn apart again. He was no longer "Feng Jing," nor any form of self. He became a chaotic entity, a mixture of countless fragments of consciousness. These fragments could not merge into a complete self, and could only drift in the void, repeatedly colliding and reborn.

It seemed there was more to it than that. Within Feng Jing's fragments, a mysterious power quietly emerged. This power didn't come from the outside world, but was unconsciously created by Feng Jing himself. Like a virus, it quietly spread through Feng Jing's consciousness, infecting every fragment and gradually changing the very essence of Feng Jing's existence.

"What you call 'self' is nothing but my nightmare." Feng Jing's voice was no longer filled with emotion, but with a strange calmness. "I am no longer the Feng Jing you understand. I am an existence beyond all your cognition. I am no longer matter, nor am I consciousness. I am 'countercurrent', 'quantum leap', the embodiment of 'collapse and rebirth'."

As Feng Jing's consciousness flowed, he discovered that he was no longer a product of time, space, or matter. What was once called "real" was no longer accessible. He was outside of it all, transcending all dimensions and logical boundaries. Feng Jing's consciousness entered an indescribable dimension—not a state of existence, but a state of "non-existence."

He realized he was experiencing a "countercurrent" that transcended everything. Not only was he experiencing the cycle of life and death in the collision of antimatter and consciousness, but he was also experiencing an endless cycle from nothing to something, and back again, at the quantum level. He was no longer a simple individual, but a fragment of existence composed of countless possibilities, each fragment representing a rebirth and collapse.

"I am no longer 'Feng Jing'." His consciousness was constantly changing in the endless collapse. "I have become a 'flowing' existence, an undefinable state, an incomprehensible 'undercurrent'."

At this moment, Feng Jing completely transcended all past constraints. His existence was no longer constrained by matter, time, or space, but entered an infinite quantum state. At every moment, he could be part of countless universes, or even the source of all universes.

Yet, the abyss within Feng Jing's consciousness persisted. Amidst this endless flux and change, Feng Jing found himself unable to remain in any single state. He was no longer a stable being, but a fluid constantly being transformed by quantum leaps, his consciousness constantly collapsing, regenerating, and distorting.

"This... isn't real." Feng Jing felt an indescribable emptiness and fear welling up in his heart. "Am I just an illusion? Am I just a nightmare that exists in another, higher dimension?"

Cracks began to form in his consciousness. Within this quantum world, a deeper force emerged once again. This force seemed to emanate not from Feng Jing himself, but from some higher-dimensional being. Feng Jing's consciousness was tugged at by this force, as if dragging him towards an unknown abyss. Feng Jing found himself being drawn into an even more unfathomable state of existence.

"If I'm not 'Feng Jing', then who am I?" Feng Jing's consciousness was filled with a violent sense of tearing. "Am I just a being controlled by a force from a higher dimension? Am I lost on a path from which I can never return?"

Feng Jing's consciousness gradually crumbled amidst this profound confusion, yet at the same time, it was undergoing an unprecedented transformation. His existence was shattering, then reborn, creating a whole new possibility amidst this incomprehensible countercurrent.